May 18, 2010

I went for a walk with my Monster Chihuahua. Along the way we met a cat. She wore a jeweled collar with a tiny bell attached. I imagined her owners thought it would scare away birds. Friendly soul, though. When I called her she approached - timid at first. I'm sure my vicious chihuahua was a bit frightening. You know, six pounds in comparison to what, a bird? This cat had an unusual coat - almost as if she wore another cat on her back. Legs white and face white, the rest of her gray tiger. Once she saw Monster Chihuahua not a threat, she purred and let me scratch her head. I had to wonder if she ever visited my back yard, but once I realized she was a she, I knew she wasn't responsible for the nasty pee smell I don't enjoy whenever I open windows. But I had to wonder why she wasn't scared of me. How did she know that I wasn't some crazy cat abductor? Not that I am. I don't go around stealing cats, but if the right dog wandered into my yard, I'd consider it possession - nine-tenths of the law and all that rot, after all.